It is quite eye-catching and taboo for important ministers like Xie Daxue and Wang Ziteng to suddenly get together in political life. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoHowever, today is the birthday of one of Scholar Xie's concubines, and his subordinates came to congratulate him, and it was the proper meaning of the question that he stayed to eat and drink.

In the room, Scholar Xie drank tea and sighed: "The turmoil is not endless! The wind from the south of the Yangtze River is blowing to the capital. ”

He has won the trust of the Son of Heaven, and he is over sixty years old this year, and he does not need to stand in line with the imperial power at this age. There is no interest in it.

Wang Ziteng said: "Zhao Junbo has a very good reputation. I'm afraid this time I did it again. Zhao Yushi played Uncle Zheng Guo and became famous. This person has a good name, and the background is so bad that there is no big background. This time, I am afraid that I still value the reputation of the impeachment of the princess's family.

Scholar Xie smiled and uncovered the mystery, "The cousin of the husband of the daughter of the Marquis of Ruyang is working in the palace of the King of Jin. ”

The Marquis of Ruyang was implicated in the incident of Uncle Zheng Guo and was in a hurry to turn the tables. Hitched on the line of King Jin. Hey, but he didn't see the mind of the Son of Heaven. The Son of Heaven transferred Zhen Yingjia to Guang-Dongyoubu political envoy, which is to make it clear that he will not investigate the Zhen family now.

Of course, this can also be said to be a temptation of King Jin.

Wang Ziteng nodded slightly.

Scholar Xie chatted a few words and said, "Your in-laws are good friends with the Zhen family." You come forward to press this matter. In the court, the inventory of the deficit has just begun, and the revision of books has just begun, and several major events in the saint have not been completed. The situation needs to stabilize for a few years. ”

Wang Ziteng smiled and said, "It's okay." ”

In the confusing situation, everyone has their own position. Each team, faction has its own considerations. Scholar Xie is not expected to be involved in the battle for succession. As for him, he didn't want to be involved.

Looking at the battles for succession in the past dynasties, the earlier you intervene, the greater the chance of being cannon fodder. Of course, the more profitable. But the prince ascended the throne in no known year. His first goal now is to be promoted to Minister of Military Aircraft.

Of course, now is indeed an opportunity for the prince to sell well.

…

On the afternoon of 28 May of leap month, Jia Huan returned to Jinling with Qian Huai and Hu Xiaosi from Huating County, Songjiang Prefecture.

The storm in the capital has no light with him. He has not yet received a reply from the Jia family.

At this time, the Jia family had Jia Yuanchun sitting in the palace, as stable as a rock. The crisis will start when Jia Yuanchun falls out of favor in the palace. In the twenty-eighth chapter of the original book of the Red Mansion, in May of the thirteenth year of the Red Mansion, before the Dragon Boat Festival, the concubine sent the eunuch to send silver, "called in the Qingxuguan Lunar New Year from the first to the third day of the first three days of the three days of peace Jiao." "This is when the crisis is beginning to emerge.

Jia Huan and his entourage got off the boat at Qingliangmen, changed into a small boat and went home along the Qinhuai River. Along the way, the river meanders, and the banks are densely populated, showing the prosperity of the metropolis. There was singing in the distance on the river.

“… There is no way to eliminate this..."

At this time, the aftermath of the Oiran Contest a month ago had slowly dissipated in Jinling City. The ten-mile Jinhuai River, a land of smoke and powder, is slightly lonely and silent. The rest of the afternoon, it is really lazy to want to hide from the sun and sleep at home.

"Third master, I'm singing your words!" At the hatch of the ship, Qian Huai listened for a while, turned his head and smiled.

"Hmm." On the afternoon when he came back from a month's outing, he suddenly heard familiar lyrics, which made Jia Huan feel that he was integrating into this world.

Jia Huan smiled and nodded. Sitting in the cabin, slowly flipping through the title deeds and household registration. The two title deeds say that a merchant named Lu Yongshou bought a house and a seafood shop in Huating County. The household registration is Lu Yongshou's household registration. This is what he entrusted Qin Hongtu to do. Thinking about two years ago, he wanted to change his identity and fly away. The identity and household registration have been done a long time ago, and they have only been used now.

In addition to this, he has a small lacquered box at hand. Inside is a gift for the girls in the family. The gift to Daiyu is more expensive, and the gift to Aunt Pei is lighter. The gifts for Qingwen and Ruyi were chosen by him. In addition, the gifts for a few maids such as Zijuan and Raider should be more casual.

Jia Huan put away the title deed and household registration, handed the box to Hu Xiaosi to hold, clapped his hands, watched the scorching afternoon sun in the cabin, and listened to the sound of the "whooshing" boat walking on the Qinhuai River. There is always a feeling that the past is like smoke and dust.

Thoughts are flying in my head. Thinking of Su Shishi, who should have arrived in Suzhou now, and thinking of the lilac-like girl in Dongzhuang Town who made him feel lost. Thinking of Baochai who married him in Jiafu, and thinking of Qin Keqing, the stunner in Dongfu...

A person's face flickered in his head. That's the time of the year! Flowing like water.

When Jia Huan came back to his senses, he was already at the Wuding Bridge. After paying to disembark, through He'an Street, the familiar courtyard gate was already in sight.

After Jia Huan and his entourage arrived home, after a while, the house became lively.

…

In a small courtyard diagonally opposite the door behind Jiahuan Courtyard on He'an Street, a maid hurriedly stepped into the bedroom.

The beautiful bedroom is elegantly furnished: pink curtains, bookshelves, musical instruments, soft couches, with a clear daughter's color.

The maid raised the tent. Among the mosquito nets, a slender woman is taking a nap on a mattress with a pillow. The snow-white, straight legs are together, slender and round, beautiful and dazzling. The thin is hidden in the lower abdomen and at the base of the legs.

A head of green silk flowed and covered with a bamboo pillow. The eyes are closed, the towering nose and the pink lips form a bright beauty. Her breathing was long, even.

The maid gently pushed down her own girl and said, "Girl, Jia Gongzi is back." ”

"What's back?" Lin Qianwei rubbed her eyes sleepily, yawned, and asked.

The maid repeated again, "Mr. Jia next door is back." I've been staring at it for almost half a month. "That's the girl's command. Jia Gongzi came back to inform her as soon as he came back.

The corners of Lin Qianwei's mouth curled up, a bright emotion flashed in her heart, and she waved her hand lazily, "I know." You go out first, I'll sleep a little longer. ”

Obviously, he had a bunch of chores to attend to when he returned. She'll come back later. Becoming a neighbor must have surprised him, right? Now, let's take a nap.

Since the Oiran Competition, after she helped Xiaomengge's mother Jin, she rented a small courtyard here on He'an Street and stopped traveling. It's just that this is indispensable to nag Kim's mother.

"You have to get by even if you get married. You don't know that firewood and rice are expensive. When you open the door, what do you not want money? According to your expenses, it shall not be more than a thousand taels of silver a year. Mom takes care of you to earn some money, are you tired? ”

"Daughter, my mother told you to marry a serious official. The little white-faced scholar is unreliable. In the last twenty years of this Qinhuai River, how many girls who followed the little white face have had a good death? ”

"What do you say you're doing back to Suzhou? The people in your family are all over the world, how many are left? You don't think your mother is verbose. You were also taught by me. Just stay in Jinling. Another day, come to me and ask the little girl to sing. There is more or less an income. It's better than you sitting on a mountain and eating empty. ”

These words are a little annoying to my ears, but I feel kind and funny. She stayed in Jinling like this. Perhaps, there are other thoughts. The days passed in peace and leisure. She was full of thoughts and feelings, waiting to talk to someone.

The spring forest flowers are charming, and the spring birds are sad. The spring breeze is full of affection, blowing me open.

…

Jia Huan finished everything on the day he returned, and the next day he went to the Guozi Prison to meet the mountain chief. The mountain chief chose a public room in the Yilun Hall of Guozijian to work. The little officials who came and went ran around. Zhang Chengjian, Ji Ming, and Master Tian helped to deal with the affairs. Busy, no. There is no way, Pang Ze, who is good at practice, has already returned to the north as a parent.

When Jia Huan passed in the morning, he helped with affairs for a while. After all, the two busiest things in Guozijian right now: the teaching assistant book and the Jinling briefing are all written by him.

While dealing with things, we chatted.

At this time, the imperial court's edict had come down, and Zhang Anbo, the secretary of the Nanjing Ministry of Rites, was ordered to preside over the reform of the southern prison. If it works, the Guozijian in the capital will follow suit.

The reform of Guozijian is divided into several articles, which are mainly reflected in two aspects. First, to improve the academic level of the inmates. Second, increase employment opportunities.

The way to improve learning is first, examination, second, lecturing, and third, class. And the way out of employment is currently in the teaching aid book and the Jinling briefing.

At present, there is quite a controversy about the appearance of teaching aids in Shilin. The eight-strand text is transparent, but in fact, that's what it is. It is a type of argumentative essay. If everyone is holding the teaching aid book and thinking about it for ten or eight years, it is easy to pull everyone to the same level. It cannot reflect the gap between elite scholars and ordinary scholars.

In addition, during Jia Huan's absence, the Jinling Bulletin issued two more issues in accordance with the situation of the semi-monthly magazine. Lose the principal to grandma's house. It doesn't work very well. It did not achieve the effect of making money by running a newspaper as Jia Huan said at the beginning.

Jia Huan scrutinized and asked about the news fed back by Zhang Chengjian, Ji Ming, and Master Tian. Teaching aids is quite easy to do. There are craftsmen and utensils for printing. But the newspaper was not ready.

In fact, in Jia Huan's plan, newspapers are the main source of employment. Teaching aids, the work of arranging 20 inmates will be saturated.

As he spoke, the sound of the cloud board sounded. It's time for school in the morning. After a while, the mountain chief Zhang Anbo walked in with a green robe, with a relaxed and casual attitude, and he could see that he was in a good mood, and when he saw Jia Huan, he said gently: "Ziyu is back?" ”

"I've seen the mountain chief." Jia Huan saluted.

Zhang Anbo smiled and nodded, and put the "Academy Handout" in his hand on the table. Now this book is in the hands of everyone in the country. Although there are some discussions, they can't stop the sergeants of Jinling City from pursuing this book.

Guozijian's teaching aids are a collection of eight-strand texts over the years. The highest level is the Xie Yuan of Nan Zhili. And this "Lecture Notes of the Academy" is a real "teaching book", which interprets the four books and the Spring and Autumn Period in detail.

Zhiren Bookstore has been sold out.

Zhang Anbo asked Zhang Chengjian, "Bo Miao, did you tell Ziyu?" ”

Zhang Chengjian slapped his forehead, and a wry smile appeared on his fat face, "Ziyu is here, we are patronizing and talking, and we haven't had time to say it yet." ”

Zhang Anbo smiled and nodded his eldest son, "You..."

Jia Huan said curiously: "What's the matter?" ”

Zhang Anbo said with a smile: "I received a letter from the capital. This autumn is the 70th birthday of the Emperor Taishang. The Son of Heaven intends to open a Coenko. If it is true, the examination will be held in the spring of the thirteenth year of Yongzhi. Ziyu, you have to study hard lately. Time is running out. (To be continued.) )

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